17o31o

First things first,

i miss you.
i haven't seen much of you for the week and the past,
much less talked to you like the many times i did previously.
but so what,
cravings are satisfied only to lead to another round of starvation,
my heart cries out for more then what is offered, although i know it is being ridiculous.
i'm upset you're not going to be around, even more upset you don't have plans to be coming back,
but so Be It.
this Wasn't supposed to start,
like how Everything else in my life started.

I find myself becoming very much a Sims addict,
with the need to control people's life,
the overwhelming urge to want to take care of those around me, because i don't want them to come to any harm.
I'm not saying its not appreciated, sometimes people just don't see things the way you do,
worry about the things you do,
Then screw it and Forget it,
don't do it anymore because people deem you stupid and too much to take.

Such pessimistic sterotype stems from the repeated unhappiness, the coped up feelings,
i Do Not wish You were here,
i'm glad you aren't,
but it affects me because the whole chunk above just shown how devilish i am, and how unhappy i am about Life,
Should not be this way,
Like how Everything else Shouldn't be.

Night, World, (if you bother to listen.)